League of Extraordinary Robots, Yolanda Jackson [leveled readers TXT] 📗

ever did was to leave and go and find the wand fixer.”
The two walked along leading their animals. “The land of Mayfair is all ruined,” said Porcupine. “There isn’t any lush green forest; the magic pathway has been erased.”
“This is my homeland,” said Wisker. “The land I adopted as my own. I lived here most of my life and I know this land like the back of my hand. The magic pathway is over here.”
Over the trash and residue of the burnt land the two friends walked. They entered into the woods.
“Nothing has changed here,” said Wisker. “The woods is still perfectly preserved with all of its creatures safe and sound.” Wisker was a little surprised to see so much destruction just feet away but once into the woods the destruction seemed to stop. ”The prince must have made some sort of deal with Glendora and that is why Mayfair was saved,” he said.
“The forest is the same as it was when we left it,” said Porcupine. “When we were running from the foot soldiers.” Stepping into the woods brought up old memories to the two friends. Suddenly they heard loud horse trotting coming by. The dashed into a long patch of woods that made them virtually unnoticed as the horse and his rider galloped their way to the gates of Mayfair.
Two large mystical dragons stood at the gates. They were red and orange in color with ivory horns growing down the spines of their backs. Their skin was thick and scaly like an alligators. “You may enter,” they roared in unison as the rider stopped at the gate. Large puffs of smoke and fire came from their noses as they spoke.
“How on earth are we ever going to get in?” asked Porcupine.
“Sh,” whispered Wisker, and he pointed Porcupine off in a secret direction. The two started off down the secret path but suddenly from a nearby tree, echoing off through out the woods a bird began to call, “Intruders, intruders.”
The two dragons left their posts and began to circle around the woods. They ran in and out of caves and flew up and over trees, blowing their fiery breath to smoke the intruders out.
Wisker and Porcupine ran faster and faster towards the secret entrance but right behind there were the two large dragons, sending flames of fire onto the buttocks of the two men.
“I didn’t want to use my magic powers on the dragons, but if they can’t be out run, I’ll do what I have to do.” He quickly reached for his wand and held it towards the sky. Suddenly a large net fell down and captured the dragons, who began to tussle with the net, fighting to get out. Finally one of the dragons blew a big ball of fire and burned the net to shreds, but by this time, Wisker and Porcupine were already inside the secret tunnel.
As they walked along, Wisker and Porcupine could hear people moaning and crying.
“Stop, listen,” commanded Wisker. The moaning got louder and louder. “It seems to be coming from way above the tunnel.” With a flick of his magic wand, Wisker mad his neck grow longer and longer until it burst out of the ground above. Wisker moved his head around above the dirt to look and see what was going on. “It’s a slavery camp!” Wisker thought in horror.

Chapter 6
The way home

Wisker couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “It’s a nightmare, yet I’m so very glad to see them alive,” he thought. Whisker was about to call over someone he knew, when suddenly in came Glendora, riding in her golden chariot. , leaking green slime all over the place. He pulled his head back quickly so that she wouldn’t see him and watched.
Glendora hopped out of her chariot and walked through the crowds of people, spitefully hitting or tripping them as she walked.
“Rotter!” thought Wisker angrily. He could see that his friends and family were very badly mistreated. He quickly lowered his head back down to the secret tunnel and quickly described to Porcupine what he had just seen.
“That makes me so disgusted!” said Porcupine. He started forward, but Wisker quickly grabbed him and held him back.
“There’s no use in going to war if it’s a war we can’t win,” he told him. “Let’s give this some thought and make some plans so that we’ll feel sure we’re going to win the war right from the beginning.”
Back and forth, forth and back Wisker paced, knocking his wand against the wall, sending off little sparks as he walked. Soon Wisker came up with a brilliant idea. “We’ll kidnap the prince and take him to the Land of the Bots,” he told Porcupine. “That way not only will we finally prove to everyone that the Land of the Bots is very much real, but it is the only way that the king will let the people go. You know he won’t want to do anything to put Prince Harry in danger.”
“That’s a wonderful idea,” said Porcupine. “I know the castle inside and out.” Wisker and Porcupine ran on their way to the castle, they were so anxious to get started on their plan and to free their family members and friends.
Suddenly they heard footsteps coming faster and faster towards them. Wisker quickly used his wand to make Porcupine and himself disappear and they quickly stood back and used their invisibility to see who was running through the tunnels,
“It’s a few of the Mayfair citizens, trying to escape,” whispered Porcupine.
“I want to help them so badly, but we mustn’t show our faces yet, it isn’t time,” whispered Wisker. Right on the heels of the citizens were royal guards. With a flick of his wand, Wisker made the guards fall into a puddle of mud. Then he summoned up great big lizards who appeared out of nowhere and began to attack the soldiers.
“Watch this,” said Wisker to Porcupine. He gave a flick of his wand. The soldiers began to scream but no one could hear them because Wisker had used his magic to drown out their cries. Their mouths were moving but no sound escaped.
The lizards were huge creatures, fifteen feet in length and they weighed thousands of pounds. They dragged the soldiers into a dark hole on the side of the tunnel and they were never seen again.
Meantime, the citizens who had been trying to escape got away and Wisker and Porcupine quickly continued on their way through the tunnel unnoticed and into the secret area of the castle. They passed through the royal kitchen where the royal cooks were preparing the royal breakfasts.
“Don’t forget to make sure we have plenty of maple syrup for the king’s pancakes,” cautioned the royal chef. “You know his majesty is going to want plenty of pancakes and he’ll want plenty of maple sugar to put on them.”
“And what his majesty wants, his majesty gets,” said one of the royal cooks. “King Alfred is as spoiled as his son.”
“Shhh,” cautioned a royal dishwasher. “Don’t be heard saying anything against a member of the royal family,” she nodded significantly towards a nearby window from which they all had a very clear view of the royal guillotine.” Everyone was very quiet for a moment.
“Why is it that Mayfair is still standing and in good shape while most of the land around it has been destroyed?” asked the royal go-fur in a low voice. He was a very young boy whose job it was to go and fetch whatever happened to be needed in the royal kitchen or wherever he happened to be working for the day. This situation had puzzled him for a long time and he had finally decided to ask.
“The king had been in a deep sleep and he finally awakened from it and was well enough to form a partnership with Glendora,” one of the small kitchen maids told him. “They agreed to work together to take over many lands in the region and they are going to work together also to destroy the Land of the Bots.”
This was the last straw! Wisker signaled to Porcupine and they ran at the speed of light to the room of Prince Harry, who was just a little bit older than he was the last time they had seen him but still as much of a spoiled brat as ever, in fact probably even more so, if such a thing is possible.
“Someday you will be a ruthless leader just like your father,” Queen Jasline promised him, as she smoothed back the lock of hair that had fallen down over his forehead.
Prince Harry smiled. “I very much like the idea of being a ruthless leader, Mother,” he confided, stomping on some of his toy soldiers until they were completely flattened. “Why can’t I be a ruthless leader now instead of having to wait? I want to be a ruthless leader!” his voice reached a very high pitch, one that it was known to reach when he was about to throw a temper tantrum to end all temper tantrums.
“I don’t think your father is ready to give up that position for a little while yet,” his mother told him fondly. “But you may practice being a fearless leader by bullying the other children around,” she told him.”
“May I have their heads chopped off if they won’t do as I say?” asked Prince Harry hopefully.
“No, but you may have one of the royal guards lock them up in a cell until they change their minds, “ answered his mother. She started to leave the room and then came back as if she sensed something was wrong. “I have the strangest feeling that something is threatening the prince,” she thought to herself, feeling very puzzled. “I think I’ll just sit here in his room for awhile.” Queen Jasline was a mother, even though she wasn’t a very good one and mothers usually know when something is threatening their child, even bad mothers. After awhile, Wisker put a sleeping spell on her that caused her to become very sleepy.
“I am so tired, I think I will go back to bed for a little while,” she told Prince Harry and went off yawning to her own room.
“We’ll have to make this quick,” whispered Wisker to Porcupine. With one tap of